Siblings

Once upon a time, before I  had any children, I always thought I would have a houseful. Three or four, probably four. Like I said, that was when I had none. Then, I had one. He was lovely, even lovelier once he got over the colic and the screaming and…

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Big, Middle, Little.

 I’ve three kids. Big, Middle and Little. They’ve each got very different personalities.  Sometimes, I find myself with just one of them in view and I get thinking about their position in the family and how it affects them.     I look at my eldest and I think: It’s…

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